the other night I felt really shitty and bad about myself so my best friend washed my hair for me (i mean like actually had me sit by the tub as she massaged my scalp with shampoo and rinsed it all out), let me dress up in her clothes, and touched my makeup up so I could feel like That Bitch again. and once the night was done I was too tired to wash my face so i lay in bed as she massaged my face with argon oil and wiped my makeup off so I didn’t even have to get up and like… when would a man do this for me. don’t tell me platonic friendships aren’t equally if not more valuable than romantic ones
@indigopersei is the french language just always on the verge of getting someone accused of assault or..?
my friend, if only you knew
It’s a very dangerous language to learn
Here’s an interesting thing about French! Everything needs to have an article in front of it. That’s why it’s “la chat” as opposed to just “chat”. So, for instance, you could say la fille for the girl, or jeune fille for young girl, but you can’t just say fille, because that means you are calling her a sex worker in a derogatory way.
The moral of the story is, if you want to make something rude in French, just take out the article in front of it. Yes, this works for nearly. every. word.
Every year. Every year there’s that kid who forgets that you can’t translate “I am excited” to “Je suis excitée”. And every year Monsieur Jordan has to slam the brakes before that kid can finish his sentence and then tactfully ask him not to announce to the class that he is horny.
“is the french language always on the verge” oh buddy, oh pal, i am so happy to break this news to you:
Please, REBLOG, if you think it’s not a sexual preference. Pedophilia will be never be a part of LGBT+ community. It is a sexual disorder. Uncontested
sexual behavior cannot be a preference, despite whatever “fetish” one
has. If someone gets turned on at the idea of someone who is helpless or
doesn’t want them, they need mental help. Period.
Shoutout to all girls working on loving their bodies. Your body is especially designed for you. It’s truly a unique masterpiece. It’s the home you grew up in. Nurture it. Honour it. Love it.
